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So I caught a gimpse of her hair, her head shrouded behind seats and people at the 99. I kept denying to myself that it was her. I was praying, hoping that it was not her. Then, an hour later, my family and I got up and prepared to leave. Turning the corner, I saw her face in the reflection of the window.
With the series of events that have been striking me as of late, the last thing I need is a physical reminder of what happiness my past held.
I dont know what I'm supposed to feel anymore. I dont know what I'm supposed to think. Why are we capable of emotion? What is our purpose?
I miss the way she'd whisper "I love you", but all the same, I hate her and her friends with all of my being.
Oh well.
I worked out today. For the first time in I-dont-know-how-long. I'm going to make a habit of it. Every day, rotating what I work on. I'm keeping a watch on my diet and I'm going to try to eat more healthily from now on.
I've had it with running my mouth. If I'm not in any shape to fight any time soon, I'd be better off stabbing the fucker. And latley, considering how cold and hateful I've been, I feel that I have the capacity to do so and without remorse.
I dont care what anyone else thinks of me. Pussy or not, I'm going all out on you. I dont care how badly you can kick my ass. I dont care how badly you end up kicking my ass. If it goes to the extreme, I'll use my last dying breath to spit my blood in your eye. I'll die before I give up.
With the series of events that have been striking me as of late, the last thing I need is a physical reminder of what happiness my past held.
I dont know what I'm supposed to feel anymore. I dont know what I'm supposed to think. Why are we capable of emotion? What is our purpose?
I miss the way she'd whisper "I love you", but all the same, I hate her and her friends with all of my being.
Oh well.
I worked out today. For the first time in I-dont-know-how-long. I'm going to make a habit of it. Every day, rotating what I work on. I'm keeping a watch on my diet and I'm going to try to eat more healthily from now on.
I've had it with running my mouth. If I'm not in any shape to fight any time soon, I'd be better off stabbing the fucker. And latley, considering how cold and hateful I've been, I feel that I have the capacity to do so and without remorse.
I dont care what anyone else thinks of me. Pussy or not, I'm going all out on you. I dont care how badly you can kick my ass. I dont care how badly you end up kicking my ass. If it goes to the extreme, I'll use my last dying breath to spit my blood in your eye. I'll die before I give up.